The image of Ksitigarbha, that unlucky fellow, being dragged into the abyss of the Blood Sea by the chains of rules, is still playing repeatedly on the retinas of all the ghosts and gods.
miserable.
That's terrible.
A Quasi-Saint, he didn't even finish reciting a decent exit line before being treated as non-recyclable waste.
The square was eerily quiet.
Even the most boisterous demons in the River of Oblivion were now cowering at the bottom of the river, trembling as if they had been choked.
Qin Feng clapped his hands, seemingly disgusted that he had just touched something dirty.
He didn't rush to turn and leave, but instead narrowed his eyes slightly, casting his gaze towards a certain point in the void.
There was nothing there.
But in Qin Feng's vision, there was a golden thread, like a malignant tumor, tightly wrapped around the river of fortune in the underworld.
That's a "straw" that Western Teachings planted in the underworld.
Even after Ksitigarbha is gone, this pipe continues to smuggle the good fortune and luck of the underworld back to Spirit Mountain.
"If you're going to clean the house, you have to clean it thoroughly."
Qin Feng's lips curled into a cold smile.
He raised his hand and grabbed at the void.
"Get out here!"
collapse!
A sharp crack, like a bowstring snapping, exploded deep within the souls of all the ghosts and spirits.
Immediately afterwards.
The Ten Palace Yama Kings were horrified to see that with Qin Feng's grab, a layer of pale golden light appeared in the sky above the entire Netherworld.
The light curtain was like a giant fishing net, trying to capture every inch of the underworld.
"This... this is the Western Teachings's Golden Net of Merit?!"
King Qin Guang cried out in alarm, his back instantly drenched in cold sweat.
They always thought that Ksitigarbha had only occupied a territory, but they never expected that this bald monk had secretly laid out such a massive plan, intending to transform the entire underworld into the Western Teachings's backyard!
If it weren't for the Lord's intervention today, in a few more cycles, these Ten Palace Yama Kings would probably have to change their name to "Ten Arhats of the Court of Hell".
"Trying to run?"
Qin Feng's eyes sharpened as he watched the golden net of light attempting to shrink and escape.
"Once you're on my turf, even dragons have to coil up, and even fortune... has to leave some for me to use as fertilizer!"
Boom!
As if sensing its master's will, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate suddenly accelerated its rotation.
A terrifying suction force emanating from the very source of the netherworld erupted instantly.
That once invincible golden net of light was as fragile as a spider web caught in the face of this suction force.
Sizzle--
A tearing sound echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
That represented the fortune that the Western Teachings had cultivated in the underworld for billions of years, which Qin Feng forcibly tore down from the void.
The golden light shattered, transforming into countless golden raindrops.
But these raindrops did not fall to the ground; instead, they were completely swallowed up by the Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate and transformed into the purest Netherworld Origin.
"Belch."
A satisfied burp seemed to echo from the void.
The previously gray and gloomy sky of the underworld suddenly became clearer, and the oppressive and gloomy feeling was swept away.
Instead, a new, vibrant vitality has emerged.
Although it is still the underworld, it is no longer that lifeless cage.
Qin Feng nodded in satisfaction.
This is the effect he wanted.
Since it's a business owned by a goddess, it has to be of a certain standard.
He turned around, his gaze sweeping over the kneeling ghosts and gods below.
That look in his eyes was no longer the nonchalant one he had before, but rather carried the majesty of an emperor who truly held the power of life and death.
"Did you hear me clearly?"
Qin Feng spoke, his voice not loud, but through the laws of the Earthly Dao, it clearly resonated throughout the Eighteen Levels of Hell, the seventy-two departments, and even every corner of the underworld.
"From this day forward, the Netherworld shall be ruled by the Qin."
"I will obey only the commands of myself and the Houtu."
"What Western Buddha, what Heavenly Court Jade Emperor? Without my decree, who would dare step even half a step into the Ghost Gate Pass..."
Qin Feng paused, then pointed towards the bottomless Blood Sea beneath his feet.
Ksitigarbha is a role model.
overbearing.
Arrogant.
But every ghost and spirit present took it all for granted.
They dare to throw away even the disciples of a sage like trash, and even consume the sage's fortune as fertilizer.
This man spoke with genuine confidence!
"Furthermore, let's establish a new rule."
Qin Feng held up one finger.
"To prevent any more of these swarms of flies from sneaking in, I've decided to establish the position of 'Immortal Alliance Inspector'."
"This position is equivalent to that of the King of Hell, and is not bound by the original laws of the underworld; it is responsible only to me."
"There's only one duty: to investigate whoever I don't like."
King Qin Guang, kneeling at the very front, felt his eyelids twitch and his heart pound wildly.
Just investigate whoever you don't like?
This isn't an inspector; it's clearly a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads!
This is the Lord giving them a warning!
This means that from now on, their every move will be under this man's watchful eye, and they can forget about making any underhanded moves.
"Our lord is wise!!"
King Qin Guang reacted swiftly, being the first to kowtow, his voice impassioned, as if the suggestion had come from his own father.
"We are foolish and dull-witted; there should have been someone specifically assigned to oversee the discipline of the underworld long ago!"
"Your Majesty's action is truly a meritorious deed for all ages. With this, the Underworld will surely be upright, honest, and impregnable!"
Seeing this, the other Yama Kings, though feeling as bitter as if they had swallowed a bitter pill, could only frantically kowtow and cheer.
Who dares to say no?
Can't you see Ksitigarbha is still crying down there?
Qin Feng chuckled as he looked at his subordinates, whose survival instincts were running high.
He knew perfectly well what these seasoned veterans were thinking.
It doesn't matter.
Faced with absolute power, loyalty can be intimidated.
"Alright, everyone get up and get to work."
"Remember the renovation plan I just mentioned. If I return from Mount Sumeru and find this hall still dark and gloomy..."
Qin Feng didn't finish his sentence, but instead gave King Qin Guang's neck a meaningful look.
King Qin Guang felt a chill on his neck, as if it had been scraped by a ghost-headed blade.
"Definitely! Definitely will get it done!"
"My lord, please go and collect the rent. We'll take care of these small matters at home!"
Qin Feng said no more.
Now that the matter in the underworld is settled, it's time to meet those two most shameless saints.
He turned to look at Houtu.
"Let's go, honey."
"Let's go see if those two mountains of gold are enough to compensate you for your emotional distress."
Houtu smiled radiantly, her beauty captivating all.
Two streaks of light shot into the sky and disappeared at the edge of the Netherworld.
The Ten Palace Yama Kings collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
It was as if they had just survived a life-or-death ordeal.
King Qin Guang wiped the cold sweat from his face, looking in the direction where the two men had disappeared, his eyes filled with awe and emotion.
"The world has changed..."
"The world has completely changed."
The King of Hell leaned closer and cautiously asked:
"Brother, is that guy... really going to Mount Sumeru to cause trouble for the sage?"
"Nonsense!"
King Qin Guang glared at him, then lowered his voice, his tone carrying a hint of schadenfreude.
"Even Ksitigarbha was dealt with so badly, those two old bald monks are probably going to have to pay a hefty price this time."
"Pass down the order!"
King Qin Guang suddenly stood up, regaining some of his former majesty as the King of Hell.
"Everyone stop what you're doing and paint the main hall pink!"
"Also, go plant flowers by the River of Oblivion! Anyone who dares to slack off, Laozi personally throw them in to row with Ksitigarbha!"